Brutus was not just good at subduing women, he was also good at subduing territories, evident from what happened after the old man left.
As soon as the old man left, Emily double-checked to confirm that the shadow sisters were truly gone before swaggering towards Brutus shamelessly.
"I always knew you were good with your fingers, but I never knew you were good with a dagger too," she winked. "How about using your other dagger on me?"
Brutus looked at her coldly. "The only reason you're keeping your life is because I have a need for you".
She tsked. "So cold, you'll never get married that way".
Brutus ignored her but before he could do anything, he was interrupted as Leah jumped into his arms, hugging him tightly.
Feeling her breasts press against his chest, Brutus felt some reaction but he quickly numbed it.
"Thank you so much Genie," she whispered. "You saved my life".
Brutus patted her on the head and then thinking of something, he replied, smirking. "I told you that's what I do, I fulfill women's wishes".
Thinking of something, while still in his arms, Leah snuggled in closer and whispered to him again. "How about you fulfill another wish of mine?"
As soon as she asked that question, Leah shuddered. She almost felt like the demonic eyes of an Asura from hell just glared at her.
'Huh? Maybe it's just my imagination'.
Brutus didn't answer her though, this was because he also felt that glare.
This was when he turned his head in a certain direction away from the ruin of the brothel. "You can come out now".
Silence; there was no reply.
"There's no need to hide, I know you disobeyed me and you've been hiding since, you can come out".
While Emily and Leah were still perplexed, someone else suddenly emerged about 3 buildings away from the ruin of the brothel.
The soul sense of a qi gathering realm cultivator was very limited, only covering a few dozen square meters and it improved over time as a cultivator grows stronger. Leah and Emily's soul sense were not wide enough to detect this new person since.
It was a beautiful young woman with red hair and a beautiful shape. Even in their standards, this newcomer was still incredibly beautiful.
Emily narrowed her eyes. 'Is that not the chief's wife?'
Yes, it was Casablanca.
She arrived long ago, disobeying Brutus and hiding safely since; she watched as the battle transpired.
When she saw Brutus charge into the battle, she felt her heart skip a beat but when she watched him dominate, showcasing such fluid battle technique, she felt her heart beating even faster. 'When did Brutus become such a good fighter?'
'Or was he so good before and we just never noticed?'
Watching him fight, she didn't know why but under the glow of the moon, her face turned pink. 'He's so hot even while fighting!'
And when Leah jumped into Brutus' body so unceremoniously, she could not keep her cool, letting her emotions to go on a rampage.
Casablanca chuckled, fiddling her long red hair. "Umm, I'm sorry, I just couldn't stay at home just after..., you know". She blushed knowingly.
Her gaze alternated between Brutus and Leah.
Leah noticed the look in Brutus' eyes when he looked at this girl, making her look at her too with narrowed eyes. Casablanca stared back at her.
In that moment, it was as if sparks of electricity clashed in the air.
"That's enough, good thing you are here". Brutus beckoned for her to come close and Casablanca did.
Once she was close enough, she tactfully shoved Leah aside with her body, showing concern as she checked Brutus' body possessively like she owned it.
"Are you ok?"
"Are you injured anywhere?"
'The nerve of this girl!' Leah was incensed but she didn't make a move.
Noticing all this, Emily became even more interested as she smiled but she could not help but pay Casablanca a second look. 'Since when did another cultivator emerge in Luvre Village?'
She looked at Brutus. She didn't know why, but for some reason, she felt that this woman now being a cultivator was somehow tied to him.
Brutus no longer hesitated; he announced his intentions. "From today, I am the new Chief of this region".
"Luvre Village and Vulva Village are now my territory".
No one objected.
Chief Omar sobbed, snort and tears running down his face. "My Lord, please spare this ugly old man, I'm nothing but an ant before your great presence".
"I know," Brutus stared at this old man calmly. "I do have a use for you," he looked at his fat belly. "That is if you can make yourself useful".
Omar looked at his fat belly, then back at Brutus, then he understood. "Yes chief, I will definitely work out! I will become fit in no time!"
Brutus nodded. "Casablanca shall be my representative governing Luvre Village, while you shall govern Vulva Village on my behalf".
Casablanca stared at him but she didn't object.
"Yes chief!" Omar nodded profusely.
"Casablanca shall be your superior".
Omar stared at the beautiful young lady, he nodded. "Yes chief!"
"Good, that's all, we shall flesh out the details later".
Just at that moment though, there was the sound of horse hooves when a familiar white horse appeared the next moment.
Chief Rarluk rode on top this horse but his eyes looked unfocused.
As soon as the white horse stopped before the humans, Chief Rarluk fell to the ground unceremoniously from on top the horse.
When he eventually staggered back to his feet, he looked around, still drunk. "What is all vthaf covmotion avbout?" He said incoherently.
But then he wiped his eyes. "Omar? Whaf are you vdoing here?"
"Blanca?" This chief was even more surprised as he stared at his wife incredulously but just before he could say more…
Bam!
Brutus grabbed him by the neck, lifting him up with one hand as he choked, struggling to breath.
No one said a word as they just watched it happen.
"Y-you slave, vput me down!" He was still trying to give orders.
Brutus smiled coldly. "Old man, I once made myself a promise that I'll give you a very slow death," he grinned. "Now is the time!"
With his free right hand, Brutus unsheathed the Blade of Chaos and stabbed it into one of the eyes of this old man.
"Arghhh…!" Chief Rarluk wailed, coming back to his senses.
This old man tried to struggle and wriggle free to no avail as Brutus overpowered him easily. Slamming him against the ground, Brutus kicked him in between the legs, shattering one of his two balls.
"…!" Rarluk felt pain that made him wish to die.
Brutus stabbed the Blade of Chaos into his rod as this old man screamed at the top of his lungs, convulsing crazily in pain.
The spectators who watched felt a chill as they saw this.
With the same expression on his face, Brutus tortured this old man to death.
Once he was done, he wiped the blood and fluid from the Blade of Chaos with the chief's luxurious night clothes before finally standing up.
Today's event finally came to an end.